during the day large cloud bands*
have drifted slowly toward
azure colored ranges
*beyond our village

I don't know if I should start with how we fell apart
or how we fell in love,
but whichever way it goes,
we know we fell out of love.

I'm not sure if I should start saying "Sorry"
or defend my past mistakes
but whatever happened in the past
we broke up anyway.

I know I was at fault,
I know you were too,
We say we were both just young
Still, I lost you.

I wish rules did not exist in love
but even when we say there are no rules, there are.
because if there were none,
I would have you in my arms right now

But it ***** how we always say "We're humans"
with emotions,
with feelings,
with a story,
and even when we know we still love,
we choose not to.
we pretend not to.
because the rule book says we can't

So we show up at parties
with our new "love"
and feel remorse for ourselves
as soon as we hit the bed at night
because she should have been me
and he should have been you
It should have been us.

but we choose not to.
we pretend not to.

despite how we feel

because our pride is bigger than our love.
I guess sometimes it's safe to say...

We might have never been in love
at all.

June's vibrant lace has drifted
with the cool yet warm wind it flew
leaving behind a depth of green
to catch the Summer's morning's dew